As I climbed higher into more mountainous country the farmland gave over to logging country. I took a lot of pictures, not just of the views across the lakes but also of the log piles that lined the road. They created a strange perspective with the bright, flat circles where the trunks had been cut and the long dark cylinders falling back towards a vanishing point. I also photographed the farm buildings. They are often painted bright red or yellow with white around the windows and the outer frames. I recognised that my appetite for looking and recording had returned
As I climbed higher into more mountainous country the farmland gave over to logging country. I took a lot of pictures, not just of the views across the lakes but also of the log piles that lined the road. They created a strange perspective with the bright, flat circles where the trunks had been cut and the long dark cylinders falling back towards a vanishing point. I also photographed the farm buildings. They are often painted bright red or yellow with white around the windows and the outer frames. I recognised that my appetite for looking and recording had returned
